Phoenix Maplewood it bounces and i pounces

@Desna

It was getting colder outside. She would visibly shiver a bit if the wind shifted through her fur just right. Her pelt was slowly starting to acquire is more adult guard hairs, but Sart was not yet fully protected from the elements. She didn't know what winter was, but if the weather kept this up, she had a feeling she was going to be cold. Very cold.

Since she didn't know anything about it and was of a mind not to worry about things until they happened, Sart was currently occupying herself with the task of bopping field, or forest mice, on the head. She hadn't really too much practice in the whole hunting thing, but she felt like it was something important she needed to know.

This time, she found a vole (thinking it a fatter mouse) and hunkered down on the ground to stalk it. Her butt wiggled. Any second now and she could pounce it.